The Primordial Era: Starting from Being Forced to Become an Apprentice of the Three Pure Ones

Taibai moved swiftly, not daring to linger outside Longevity Hill for even a moment.

As he sped along, he spread his divine senses to sense the changes in the surrounding energy, in case of any unforeseen events.

With the full force of a Golden Immortal's cultivation, Wanshou Mountain was left far behind in less than half an hour.

Just as he was flying away at full speed, Taibai's primordial spirit suddenly trembled.

"A great opportunity is coming!"

The depth of one's opportunities depends entirely on the strength of one's own fortune.

Those who are blessed with great fortune may stumble upon spiritual treasures or encounter spiritual roots while wandering through the primordial world.

As for those burdened by karmic obstacles and whose luck is waning, they probably won't last more than a few steps before being struck by lightning.

Li Bai raised his eyes and gazed into the distance, his heart churning with a mixture of surprise and joy.

In a daze, the Gengjin longsword within his body trembled slightly, and the golden light of merit contained within it flowed and pulsed.

Just as he was about to turn around, a frantic cry for help suddenly rang out from the depths of his primordial spirit:

"Master, save us! The demon race is besieging Wuyi Mountain, and the protective formation... is about to collapse!"

Taibai's heart sank, and the light he was escaping abruptly stopped.

"One wave subsides, another rises. Wuyishan is our fundamental territory; we must not lose it!"

With that thought, he transformed into a streak of light and sped off toward Wuyi Mountain.

Wuyi Mountain is far away from here. Even if a golden immortal were to fly away with all their might, it would still take fifty years.

Fifty years is but a fleeting moment in the vast universe, but for the demon race that came with ulterior motives, it is enough time to do a great deal.

Sure enough, before Taibai could arrive, the demon army, under the command of the Golden Immortal Demon General, had already broken through the outer barrier.

Despite their valiant resistance, the creatures of Wuyi Mountain suffered repeated defeats, their blood staining the green hills.

When Li Bai finally crossed the boundless mountains and rivers and arrived at Wuyi Mountain, all that came into view was a scene of devastation.

The demonic fire was still burning, crackling and popping.

The corpses of demons and cultivators from Wuyi Mountain lay intertwined, and smoke rose from the scorched earth.

The once blessed land of immortals and celestial beings is now shrouded in a bloody aura.

"A Quasi-Saint breaking the formation?"

Taibai landed at the edge of the broken barrier, sweeping over the gap in the barrier that had been almost completely torn apart.

Although the oppressive aura lingering here has faded, it remains sharp and cutting.

"Logically, it shouldn't be possible... but who else could it be but a Quasi-Saint?"

This aura cannot be faked; it must be the work of a quasi-saint.

What he couldn't understand was that, apart from that, he couldn't sense any aura belonging to that powerful being.

"Perhaps it was an attack from a Quasi-Saint, but how could a demon general obtain a method bestowed by a Quasi-Saint?"

Suddenly, Taibai's divine sense swept across the mountainside and instantly detected those few barely clinging breaths:

Xiao Hei barely managed to stand, his body covered in blood;

The greenwood itself was nearly half charred and withered, and its spiritual light was scattered.

The remaining creatures were all wounded and weak.

A burning rage rose from the depths of Taibai's heart, rushing straight to his Purple Palace.

The next instant, he appeared in front of Xiao Hei with his sword.

With a flick of his sleeve, various spiritual fruits floated down before everyone's eyes.

"Take it and regulate your breathing."

"master!"

The creatures of Wuyi Mountain, covered in wounds, trembled violently at the sound and struggled to raise their heads.

When that figure in white, wielding a sword, truly came into view, it was as if sunlight had suddenly shone into a deep pool of despair.

The demon general looked up at the sky, pointed his sword horizontally, and said:

"So you are the master of this mountain? Immediately lead your people to submit to the demon court, or you will surely turn this Wuyi Immortal Mountain into scorched earth!"

Taibai didn't care at all, calmly sweeping his gaze over the other person.

Appearance reflects the heart; in the primordial world, the physical form of creatures is largely a reflection of their character and background.

As a fellow Golden Immortal, he also found it difficult to instantly discern the true nature of the demon general, so he could only discern clues from the demon general's appearance and aura.

"A six-headed bird at the mid-stage of the Golden Immortal realm. Didn't the Demon Saint Guiche warn you that some people are not to be trifled with?"

"How...did you figure that out?"

The demon general's expression changed upon hearing this, and he was about to question him when Taibai became impatient and said no more.

With a clear tinkling sound, his longsword spun around, and he moved with the sword, transforming into a streak of golden light that ripped through the sky, heading straight for the demon general.

"laugh--"

The sword light was too fast; the demon general only had time to raise his sword to block it.

Although he used the momentum of the knife to deflect seven-tenths of the sword energy, he was still shaken and sent flying backward off the ground.

He only managed to stop his retreat in a sorry state as he crashed into half of the mountainside and the dust and rocks crumbled down.

Seeing Taibai's strength, Guike's expression immediately changed, and he raised his voice:

"Fellow Daoist, I am Gui Ke, son of the Demon Saint Gui Che."

The Demon Court is currently enjoying great fortune and is actively seeking talented individuals. Fellow Daoist, if you are willing to join us...

I will certainly vouch for you before my father and grant you the position of Demon General, so that you may share in the destiny of the Demon Court!

Li Bai looked back at the Wuyi Mountains he had just seen, only to find the mountains crumbling and the spirits weeping, the earth scorched with blood.

His subjects, whether leaning or crouching, all bore scars.

The anger that had been gradually subsiding surged up again.

His grip on the sword tightened slightly, and the metallic energy flowing across the blade was like frost.

"You forcibly attacked my monastery, harming the lives of those within—how dare you speak of 'receiving amnesty'?!"

The sword rises, and wind and thunder stir.

With a flick of his wrist, Taibai unleashed the Geng metal essence from his body, transforming it into hundreds of golden rays that condensed in the air, forming sharp, long swords.

The sword formation formed a circle, its cold light reflecting the sun, and the swords pointed directly at the horde of demons who were trying to retreat in panic.

"Fellow Daoist! If you dare to slaughter my Demon Court's people, you will have forged a mortal enmity with the Demon Court! From this day forward, the Demon Court will fight you to the death!"

Suddenly, a thin demon cultivator in the demon horde knelt down, kowtowing repeatedly, and pleaded in a trembling voice:

"Master, spare me! Master, spare me! I was only confused for a moment, coerced by the ghost carver. I beg you to spare my life, I'm willing to be your slave for eternity!"

Taibai's gaze was indifferent as his divine sense swept over the begging demon cultivator.

In an instant, he realized that the demon cultivator kneeling and begging for mercy was a creature from this mountain, but now he had betrayed him.

"Ha. No wonder I've never liked rabbit spirits—they're easily swayed and soft-hearted."

Before the words were even finished, the sword flashed.

Without a sword being moved, a golden thread swept across the rabbit spirit's neck, and as its head rolled off, the pleading look on its face had not yet faded.

Taibai sheathed his sword, turned to look at Guike, whose face was ashen, and smiled slightly:

"I must thank you for the reminder. I truly do not wish to form any karmic ties with the Demon Court, however, good deeds can offset karmic consequences."

Taibai flicked his wrist and raised his sword, drawing upon the magical power within the Gengjin longsword, which then merged entirely into the surrounding forest of swords formed from the Gengjin essence.

The hundreds of sword shadows trembled in unison, and the sound of their sharp cries grew even stronger.

Gui Ke's face turned fierce. He unleashed his Golden Immortal power, and with a shake of his arms, his demonic power transformed into a dark aura that rapidly spread towards the heads of the demons.

Before the protective barrier could close, Taibai had already merged with his sword, striking first despite being behind, forcing Guike to turn his blade around and defend himself. The unfinished barrier instantly collapsed.

"what!"

"Help me—!"

"grown ups……"

All around, screams of agony filled the air. Gui Ke's eyes were bloodshot and his demonic power surged violently. His ferocious aura, which seemed to devour people, condensed into a black wind that swirled around him.

"I swear to kill you!"

Taibai stood still, his Geng metal energy constantly gathering towards the sword's edge, the sword's light flickering, sharp and intimidating, completely ignoring the fury.

The next moment, he moved.

One sword rises, ten thousand swords follow.

Taibai darted out, his sword light splitting into raindrops, engulfing Guike in a golden tide of swords.

Despite Gui Ke's full-force swing of the sword, he was still pierced in several places by the sword energy, blood splattering in the sky. As he staggered back, he was covered in sword wounds.

Just then, the celestial phenomena suddenly changed.

Dark clouds loomed overhead over Mount Wuyi, lightning flashed, and a fierce wind raged.

Amidst the thick clouds, the silhouette of a giant bird, obscuring the sky, could be vaguely seen.